𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 || 𝐎𝐧𝐞-𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

𝐒𝐞𝐱 𝐓𝐨𝐲𝐬|| 𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐮𝐬 𝐋𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐧

You begin to play with your wand in class, mindlessly flicking it at random objects in the room Remus would most likely make you pick up later. But you couldn't help it, DADA class was so boring recently... especially with Remus' new found sternness.

Well, only somewhat boring.

Currently the small vibrations sent to your clit were to much for you, they forced your mind to wander else where when you're suppose to be doing your work.

Sighing, your eyes flick over to the man controlling the toy in your cunt. An innocent smile crosses Remus' features as if he doesn't know what's happening with your lower region. You watch as his hand slides to his tan suits pocket, the vibration rubbing over your clit increases a notch.

You cover your mouth with your palm, muffling the whimper that was begging for a release.

"Ms. [Last Name]?" Your boyfriend—Professor—called out.

Your eyes go from his pocket to his eyes. "Y-Yes, sir?" You manage to get out, he increases the speed again.

"Please attempt to focus." Remus' innocent smile returns, this time a more teasing edge was applied to it.

You send a small glare before nodding and looking to your work, you cross your legs and squeeze them together—the vibrations only get faster as Remus watches you squirm.

By the end of class you're on the verge of climax when the feeling stops—that bastard turned off the toy! Your eyes are instantly taken off the paper and locked with his beautiful, dark, brown eyes. He then reaches into his pocket once more.

A moan passes your lips—thank Merlin you're far away from everyone else in the class and they're making noise—as he turns up the bunny vibrator to the max setting.

After what feels like hours the class ends, quickly students flee the room with chants of 'Bye, Professor' and 'Cya'. Unluckily, you were the last to leave DADA but, luckily it was the last class of the day. Meaning, no one would dare to enter his office.

Remus stands from his desk, he walks over to you, your thighs shaking from the stimulation below your panties.

"I need you." You plea as you look up at him.

"I bet you do, sweetheart." He teases then flicks the vibrator off.

You quickly stand and fling yourself onto him, your arms around his neck before dragging him in for a kiss. He bites your bottom lip before sliding his tongue against your own. His right hand finds your hip as he tugs you closer, Remus' left moves back into his pocket, flicking the toy back onto the first setting before grinding against you.

You moan into his mouth, you rock your hips against him. "Remy, please?" You beg again. "It's too much... I need you."

He ponders for a second. "Ask properly, sweetheart."  Remus smirks.

"Please, professor, please?" You whine and tug him down for another kiss.

He complies and kisses you, his lips meet with yours in a more ferocious manner—hungry for you—needing you in the same amount of eagerness.

"Bed. Now." Remus snaps.

Was it close to the full moon? You remember him mentioning something about the... Waxing Gibbous?

You're snapped out of your thoughts when his hand squeezes your ass. You quickly open the door behind his teacher desk leading to his office—from there you walk into another connected room, his private chambers.

Sitting down on the bed you're quickly pinned to the bed, Remus flicks his wand at the door and you watch it slam shut. He then turns back to you and runs his hands from your shoulders to your ass—caressing you.

"Are you ready, love? I will not hold back."

You nod eagerly and that was more than enough for him. He shucks down your panties before ripping your skirt into two—throwing the shreds of it to either side of the bed—before moving to your shirt, he does the same there. Now left in your bra you feel more wetness rush to your already wanting cunt, the bunny vibrator lodged inside you was nothing like Remus' cock.

His eyes darken as he sees the toy.

"Jealous of something you put inside me, professor?"

Remus' eyebrow lifts before he smirks and yanks the toy out of you, you whine at the loss of the feeling but it doesn't last for long as he undoes his belt. He drops his pants down before his shirt and suit top. Now standing in his boxers he motions for you.

Your hands fly to his boxers, instantly freeing his erect cock, you stroke your hand around it—you feel the veins under your hands as his already leaking cock twitches.

"Sweetheart." Remus warns.

You quickly take his head into your mouth, your tongue gliding over the tip before you take him further in, by the time your nose hits the base Remus is already moaning. Smirking, your hand goes to his balls toying and gently squeezing them, you can feel his cock move as you suck on it before he suddenly pulls out.

You know why, the man was too damn respectful to cum anywhere else other than your aching cunt.

"On your back."

Moving back to your spot before Remus quickly moves in between your thighs, he uses a spell and you see the vibrator from before in his hand—he quickly transforms it from a bunny vibrator to a bullet one. He then brings the toy to your clit before turning it on.

"Do you need prep, sweetheart?"

"No, please, I need you now, professor." You beg, whimpering from the stimulation.

He nods and quickly inserts the tip, he then slowly slides himself in until he hits your cervix. Remus smirks as you moan beneath him before he begins to thrust.

Remus turns up the speed of the vibrator as be continues to move, his pace quickens—matching the speed of the vibrator.

"Sweetheart... I-I'm so close."

"Please! Do it! Cum in me, my love." You smile up at him, panting as he continues to thrust.

He nods and goes faster, he makes the vibrator it's max pace before his thrusts begin to become sloppy.

"Cum with me, baby." You smirk.

Remus moans and nods, within a few more thrusts you can feel yourself close, you already know he is so you decide to bring your hands to your nipples, teasing them through your black bra.

"Remus!"

"Sweetheart!"

The two of you scream together as you both cum, his release fills you to the brim he slowly slides out before lying on top of you—your own juices squirt onto his cock and lower stomach.

"Fuck, professor.." You giggle.

"Language." He warns with a wink.

"Remy!" You gently hit his arm in a playful manner.

Remus smiles then kisses your temple before flipping your positions. He tugs you onto his chest.
"You were so well for me, sweetheart."

"Anything for you, Remy." You smile in return.

He hugs your tighter.

"Anything for you." He confirms.